"You'd better not," Ianto said, in response to the idea of getting lost again. "With my luck, I can pretty much guarantee you that the first person to find me would be someone from Starfleet and. I don't belong here. I don't have a record. Even if...if I did, I'm 200 years after my own time. I." Ianto swallowed, running a hand through his hair. "That would be the biggest mess ever, so. Please," he said, turning to look at Sulu, some of the panic still there in his eyes though he was trying to hide it very well. "Let's not have anything even remotely similar to that happen again. Alright?"